Two days later, Wang Zhi brought Fatty back to their residence on the third floor. Fatty could now move freely, but he couldn't make any strenuous movements.
"Time flies so fast. It's almost been a week since we returned from outside. What are your plans for the next excursion?" Wang Zhi asked, lounging on the living room sofa with a sigh.
"Plans? What plans? As long as we can stay alive, that's enough," Su Muying said.
"What about Old He?"
Old He remained silent for a moment before finally shaking his head.
"Don't you all have any intention of searching for your relatives?" Wang Zhi asked, rolling over from the sofa.
For everyone, there is someone important to them, and asking them this time was to confirm whether or not they intended to go search for them.
But from the looks of it now, no one seemed to have the desire to search.
"Let's not even discuss whether they are still alive; even if they are, we might not be able to get there. And even if we could get there, would you be willing to follow?" Ying scoffed.
Although what Ying said wasn't pleasant to hear, it was the reality; no matter who they decided to help search for first, someone would always be unwilling.
"Then for now, we can only leave it to fate, taking things one step at a time."
Wang Zhi said, turning to pat Jia Liuli's head and ask, "Liuli, are you afraid to go outside?"
"I'm not afraid..."
"Mm... Go get some rest now, you've been training all day."
After everyone else had gone back to rest, Wang Zhi noticed Su Muying hadn't gone upstairs yet, so he asked, "Sister Ying, aren't you resting?"
Su Muying then placed her foot on Wang Zhi's leg, and Wang Zhi looked at her with a blank expression.
"There are still 25 days left," Su Muying stated.
Hearing this, he finally remembered that he had promised to give Ying a month of massages; turns out the girl was still keeping track?
In fact, after experiencing what happened outside, he had started to feel afraid himself.
The dangers outside truly exceeded his imagination; he could no longer be so reckless and ignorant, fearing the loss of the people around him.
After spending these past few days together, he realized his bond with them was growing deeper. Especially when they all sat down to eat, chat, laugh, and joke; he even felt that their current situation was better than life before the Apocalypse.
"Sister Ying, if we manage to return safely this time, I'll give you massages for a lifetime."
After Wang Zhi finished speaking, he felt the foot in his hand tremble slightly, realizing he might have gotten carried away.
"I'm sorry, Sister Ying, I..."
"A lifetime is too long. Even if you come back next time, what about the time after that? And the time after that? If you die someday, who will I hold accountable?"
"Then you can die with me. I'll keep giving you massages when we get to the other side," Wang Zhi joked.
"Get lost!"
Seeing Wang Zhi joking with her, Su Muying kicked him in the chest.
Unexpectedly, Wang Zhi caught her foot with his hand. Seeing her move blocked, Su Muying wrapped her other leg around him as well. Because she was lying down, Su Muying couldn't gain the upper hand; instead, Wang Zhi, standing, managed to pin down Su Muying, who was on the sofa.
"Not bad, little Wang Zhi. After only a few days of practice, you dare to bully your sister? Fine, sister concedes." Seeing she couldn't break free, Su Muying decided to give up.
Seeing Su Muying beg for mercy, he loosened his grip. Unexpectedly, the moment Wang Zhi let go, she immediately pulled him down onto the sofa, instantly pinning his neck between her legs, while his right arm was firmly grasped.
If he truly fought back desperately now, he was sure his arm and neck would be brutally broken.
"Little Wang Zhi, sister will give you one last lesson. Even if the opponent begs for mercy and surrenders, you must not let your guard down. Have you already forgotten what just happened so quickly?" Su Muying said as she looked at Wang Zhi.
Hearing Su Muying's words, Wang Zhi was reminded of Zhao Yang's despicable tactic of taking a cheap shot in the ring.
Actually, being despicable is nothing. To achieve one's goal, any means necessary—as the saying goes, heroes are not questioned about their origins. You will never know how much insidious cunning and how much shamelessness lie behind the success of some people.
"Of course I haven't forgotten, but I'm willing to die by Sister Ying's hand," Wang Zhi continued to stubbornly insist.
After Su Muying released Wang Zhi, she stared at him with a smile, which sent a chill down his spine; he always felt something was off about that look.
After staring at each other for a moment, Ying spoke: "I'm tired, carry me back to the room to rest." After saying that, she collapsed onto the sofa, looking completely unyielding.
Currently, their place had a total of 6 rooms: three on the first floor and three on the second, allowing for every member to have their own private room.
Wang Zhi, helpless, could only pick up Su Muying and carry her back to her room.
Entering the room, he placed her on the bed. Just as he was about to stand up and leave, his waist was entwined again by Su Muying's legs, pulling Wang Zhi back into the exact position where he had just set her down on the bed.
"Oh, good little brother, don't you want to do something for your big sister?" Su Muying said to Wang Zhi.
Wang Zhi looked at the flirtatious Su Muying lying on the bed and said somewhat awkwardly, "Sister Ying, it's not that I don't want to, but the moment I think about the Dagger under your pillow, I can't feel anything..."
"Hahahaha, it seems I don't need to teach you this lesson," Su Muying laughed and truly took out a Dagger from under the pillow.
"....."
Seeing Wang Zhi's speechless expression, Su Muying stopped teasing him.
"Remember to turn off the light, thank you."
Wang Zhi returned to his own room, thinking about matters inside and outside the Tower, and soon drifted off to sleep.
....
After eight hours of rest, Wang Zhi ordered several portions of breakfast to be delivered by the staff. He opened the Ling Lingyao; now, he could access the weapon mall through the Ling Lingyao to reserve or view introductions for various weapons, items, and armor, successfully avoiding the awkward situation of browsing without purchasing.
Without a word, Wang Zhi immediately purchased five sets of soft, high-performance fiber Bulletproof Vests. Although the soft type is not as durable as the hard type, it is much lighter. He then bought a Hazmat Suit specifically for Jia Liuli. The Hazmat Suit is also essential, as it can effectively prevent scratches from Zombies. As long as she isn't bitten, a scratch alone cannot penetrate the Hazmat Suit. He also bought night-vision explosion-proof goggles, which function for both night vision and protection, effectively preventing Zombie blood from splashing into the eyes while allowing clearer vision at night.
The Bulletproof Vests cost 200 Survival Points each. Although a bit expensive, he insisted on the best. Jia Liuli's Hazmat Suit cost 100 Points. This instantly used up 1100 Survival Points. For an ordinary team, 1100 Points would be an astronomical figure, but for Wang Zhi's team, it was a trifle.